L-Tido - 10 Mac lyrics
[L-Tido - 10 Mac lyrics]
Nigga can't tell me nothing
About these broads
You know, these dollies, these mommies
I've been in this game for years
It made me an animal
Rules to this shit, I made me a manual
A step by step booklet for you to get
Your game on check not just shit pushed back
Numero uno: don't let your boo know
All your security codes you hear me bro
She just waiting 'til you fall asleep at home
So she can creep up in your phone
Leave you to weep up on your own
Number two: stay away from
Bitches looking for limelight
That party all the time
In pursuit of the high life
Homey just 'case Jesus turned water to wine
Right it don't mean that you can turn
That hoe to a housewife
Number three: should've been number one to me
Ain't nothin' more important than
The moola my G
'Cause you can lose some dough
When you're chasing a hoe
But, you never lose a hoe
While you chasin' the dough
Number four: she ain't wifey
Don't hit that chick raw
Stop thinking with your penis
Before you catch diseases
You ain't seen her stress
One of the four is effective
Gotta be a little more careful
Who you mess with
Number five: don't date a bitch
With no ambition and drive
Can't get it on their own
Depend on you to survive
No, get a companion ntwana
Not a lesser chick
A focused lady is a top prerequisite
Number six: don't ever ever
Trust these chicks
Man they could be deceitful and cheaper than?
See men are like dogs
We leave our shit everywhere
Women are like cats
Don't see their shit anywhere
Number seven: this rule is so underrated
My nigga, don't pillow talk to the bitches
That yo lay with when it comes to the day
Y'all break up for instance
She gon tell the next nigga
All about your business
Number eight: for the niggas that
Ain't go their game straight
Slacking in their macking
Slipping in the pimpin'
If another dude wining why envy and shake
Males shouldn't be jealous
That's a female trait number nine might be a
Personal favourite of mine
Delete all text messages, no trails behind
Know these rule might sound
A little cliche slime
That's the nuber one reason we
Get caught all the time number ten
Never choose a chick over your friends
Man these bitches come and go
Bros stay 'til the end not all homey though
Talking 'bout the day ones
They always had your back, you know
Kept it A1 i'm out